Harry had been instructed to pull the tent out of Hermione's bottomless bag. It came out in a small package but expanded in less than ten seconds into a tent big enough for a family of four. Sophia was amazed to watch Hermione cast the protective spells around the clearing of the tent, seeing the invincible barrier form a dome around them. The forest got dark quicker than they had thought so they retired to the inside of the tent where they lit a small flame inside a jar. Ron was put to bed with a sling around his shoulder and thankfully was out like a light.

"So you guys broke into the Ministry for this plastic piece of Slytherin junk?" Sophia questioned as she held up the silver locket that Harry had placed on the table. Hermione had even been able to pull a picnic table out of her beaded bag and set it down in the 'living room' of the tent. Harry, Sophia and Hermione sat around it to explain to each other how they had come to the Ministry of Magic in the first place.

"That piece of junk contains a piece of You Know Who," Hermione said in a matter of fact tone. "It also belonged to Salazaar Slytherin before Umbridge took it off of Mundungus Fletcher."

"And Dumbledore told you guys to find how many more of these?" Sophia raised an eyebrow, gazing at the emerald 'S' on the locket.

"Three," Harry answered. "Two have already been destroyed. It's the only chance we have at defeating him."

Sophia huffed slightly and let the necklace drop to the surface of the table. It sounded utterly insane for three seventeen-year-olds' to go Horcrux hunting. It also was even more insane to hear that they hadn't been told where or how to find them. They also had to find a way to destroy them, which they also didn't know. Harry stated that he had personally destroyed one of You Know Who's Horcruxes in his second year at Hogwarts. He had stabbed it with a Basilisk fang and had seen the memory of You Know Who be destroyed with his very own eyes. So it could be done, but they were still at a dead end here.

"So why were you at the Ministry?" Hermione leaned her elbows on the table and stared at Sophia with a inquisitive look. "I don't suppose you were searching for the same thing?"

"No. Since you told me that Dumbledore had my Sky map and the Ministry kept it out of his will, it wasn't hard to figure out that it would now be in the hands of Death Eaters," Sophia looked to her clasped hands below her. "I decided that I needed to destroy it once and for all. It'll stop them from having the upper hand if it doesn't exist. I tried the Auror department but there was no way I was going to be able to search through the whole place. I couldn't find it..."

"Where did you get the Polyjuice Potion from?" Harry asked.

"Fred and George had some leftover from the last time they made it for me," she said briefly and the other two knew not to go into the past story.

"And Fred let you go willingly?" Hermione retorted.

"Not exactly," Sophia resisted the urge to cringe at the memory of the last time she saw Fred. She noticed Harry glance towards the wand that sat next to Sophia's backpack in the corner and glanced back at her with an understanding glaze in his eyes. He didn't mention it and Sophia was grateful, knowing Hermione would want the details if she saw that she was carrying a wand that wasn't hers'.

"So what now? Are you going back to the Ministry to search again?" Harry diverted the conversation back to its original topic.

"I don't know... I'm not even sure if it was there in the first place..." Sophia deflated.

"If it's that powerful, I doubt he would keep it in the Ministry. There's all sorts of people there who could be looking for it as well," Hermione mentioned. "He's probably keeping it with his most trusted followers."

"Great. Easy obstacles then," Sophia sarcastically scoffed. The confirmation of her map most likely being in the hands of the most feared people besides You Know Who himself made her skin crawl. It made her feel stupid for risking her life by going into the Ministry. She thought of Fred and how he was against her following through with it and she seemed to be the only person who had convinced herself that her map was in the Ministry. She felt the need to suddenly apologise to Fred.

Spending the night in the tent was better than Sophia had expected. She expected to be sleeping in trees and fields again, but the makeshift bed was amazing compared to her past beds. She felt much safer with the protective charms around them too compared to sleeping in trees out in the open. All in all, she was glad she had run in to Harry, Ron and Hermione.

Harry and Hermione decided to try a few hexes and curses on the Slytherin locket in order to destroy it. Sophia left them to it as she wasn't really involved in the mission of finding the Horcruxes and she was sure the two had a wider knowledge on spells than she did. She hasn't even started her sixth year at Hogwarts, so she wouldn't be as much of a help. Deciding to stay in the tent with Ron, she sat with him on his bed while he fiddled with the small radio Hermione had pulled out of her bag. The static noise crackled up and down while Ron turned the dial slowly to the right, searching for a particular station that he hadn't yet mentioned to Sophia.

"Did you hear anything about Mum and Dad before you left?" Ron questioned while briefly glancing away from the radio.

"They apparently disguised the ghoul in the loft as you with Spattergroit," Sophia explained and Ron chuckled lightly.

"I'm guessing that was Fred and George's idea," Ron faced his radio with a small smile.

"Probably. They raided the house for Harry and I but left when they couldn't find us," Sophia finished and Ron nodded with a much more relieved demeanour.

The radio's crackle suddenly turned into intelligible words and voices, making both Ron and Sophia sit up straight in recognition. Ron placed it down on the makeshift bed opposite him and listened carefully to the reception that was getting clearer and clearer. Sophia worked out that three different voices were being broad-casted and it wasn't until a small argument broke out between them that she recognised them.

"-why do you get to start it off first?"

"Because I've got the cooler name!"

"Yeah 'cos you called me Rodent and it stuck!"

"Guys, can we get back to the broadcast please?!"

Sophia her insides melt at the voices she knew all too well. Fred, George and Lee flowed through the small box and she could even picture them fighting over their microphone. Now she knew why Ron hadn't first told her what station he was searching for. And she was glad that he didn't as she wouldn't have believed him at first.

"Alright then, welcome to Potterwatch!" Lee's voice cheered and a groan could be heard from one of the twins in the background. Sophia could also picture Fred rolling his eyes behind Lee's back and she started to lean closer as if to absorb them through the radio.

"Now that we've gotten past that-" George intervened. "-we'll start with the usual notice. Remember to not speak anything other than the alternative names of You Know Who. He's been able to enchant the name so that Snatchers can find you no matter where you are. I suggest you use the name Snake Git instead. It's equally as insulting."

Sophia pursed her lips to stop herself from laughing. She had expected nothing less from the twins even during these dark times. But she was surprised and nervous to hear that you couldn't even speak You Know Who's real name. They had always been told as children that if you did such a thing, he would come and find you for daring to mention him. And this obviously was true during the time before his fall to Harry, but it was terrifying to hear that the cruel tradition was back.

Ron and Sophia sat for the next few minutes listening to Potterwatch's broadcast. It was the most news she had heard that was consistently important in a long time. They listed all the names of people who had gone missing since their last segment and continued with updates for the people who had been missing for a while now. They came to their last segment of stating their support for Harry and his mission, and for everyone to not give into the fear of 'the Snake Git's followers'.

"And before we go, I think Rodent wants to say a little something personal for today," Lee added and a small thump was heard followed by a small groan.

"Can we change my name please?!" Fred could be heard complaining.

"Alright then Rapier-" George butted in. "-say what you want to say. We're running out of time here. Please forgive us for this next bit is gonna be a little sappy."

"Nice one mate," Fred scoffed but then cleared his throat. Lee and George stopped talking all together, allowing him to have the floor by himself for the first time since the broadcast started. "Right um this is for... I'll name this person Comet because she likes stars and stuff. All I really wanted to say was that um... I know that the last time we saw each other, we had a little bit of a row and I feel... kinda bad about it-"

"That's an understatement," George mumbled.

"Be quiet, he's getting emotional," Lee butted in.

"I'm not getting emotional, I'm just-"

"Just finish mate, come on!"

"Alright!" Fred huffed and the background went silent again. "Look I don't know if you're even listening Comet but if somehow you are, I hope you're safe and that your plan didn't get you too badly hurt. I'm sorry for how we left off and I wanted to let you know that I love you."

"Awww," Lee and George chorused.

"And I want my wand back. Yours is too girly for me," Fred finished.

"With that in mind, next week's password is Comet. See you next time everyone! Remember to support Potter!"

The radio static returned and Ron switched off the radio, settling the tent back into a thick silence. Sophia's vision was blurred by the tears that she hadn't noticed she had produced while listening to Fred's speech that was undoubtedly aimed at her. Just hearing that he missed her and that he felt guilty for having the very minor fight before she left, made her feel even worse about the situation. She just wanted to reach through the radio and snatch him back, exchanging their wands and becoming a content couple again. It was obvious that the bearing stress and worry of You Know Who's rise was diverting their attention from what was really important.

"They do it every week," Ron spoke up and looked to Sophia with a proud smile. "Gives people a bit more faith in us. It's dangerous but I think they've got is cussed. You can't listen in unless you say the password while tapping the radio with a wand."

"It's amazing," Sophia gasped and rubbed the heel of her palm against her eye, wiping away some of the tears that had threatened to fall.

"What was the row you guys had?" Ron questioned and Sophia shook her head.

"It was stupid," she muttered and laughed humourlessly. "He knew it was useless going into the Ministry to find my map. And he was right too..."

"He might have been right but you wouldn't of found us. And I think I need someone else here other than those two out there right now," Ron suggested and motioned his head outside of the tent where Harry and Hermione were.

"What do you mean? What's wrong with them?" Sophia asked and she noticed how Ron suddenly hung his head, his eyes darkening ever so slightly. He didn't answer and Sophia chose to leave it for now, but remembered to keep an eye on it in the future.